masochist

it's that feeling
gripping your
accelerating
heart;
you see red,
hear nothing
but the roar
in your ears.
you're not
in control.
you hate it,
but it defines you;
you can't live
without it;
secretly, you
love it,
you masochist.


A/N: poetry contest. theme and requirements: a love poem about hate. EXACTLY 40 words. no more, no less.